Arnold is an excellent falconer. The mountain eagles he selected and trained are not as spiritual as Andis hounds. Even the scavenger Clayton has heard of his name and wants to tame them.
He took him under his command, but Arnold disdained his behavior and refused mercilessly.
This made Clayton, who regarded himself as a falconer, furious and threatened that he would not let him have an easy time if he had the opportunity. However, there was the territory of Skullcrusher McGee between them, so in the end nothing happened.
Arnold's disdain for Clayton the Scavenger does not mean that he has a high ideological consciousness or hates the slave hunters. The hatred of the Bastille by the people of Andis is just a big concept. Most of them refer to those who have been harmed by the slave hunters.
people.
People like Arnold, who have lived and hunted deep in the mountains all their lives, only heard a few words from other villages that the slave hunters in the west were very violent. Many family villages were harmed, and most of the time they just
Listen to it as a story.
Especially the story of Faetwo and the soul-stirring song. The whole family likes it. They especially like to sit in front of the campfire at night and sing together. It always feels very powerful and passionate, but that's all. After all, they just treat it as a story.
.
Until those bandits rushed into the village, laughing wildly and killing and plundering without restraint. Arnold watched helplessly as his little grandson, who was just a few months old, was thrown to death in front of him, and watched as his beautiful wife was dragged into the village by those beasts.
He walked into his own house and watched helplessly as his wife broke the oil lamp in despair and set her home on fire.
His anger was about to ignite him, but he did not dare to take action, not because of cowardice, but because he also had a grandson and three sons in the hands of those demons, with sharp swords pointed at their throats.
It was not only his village that suffered the disaster, but the surrounding villages were not spared. There were many mountaineer hunters who were as tough as him and did not know what to fear even when facing the Andis giant bear alone. When the enemy held a sharp knife against him,
They had no choice but to give in when it was licking the throats of their loved ones.
When he saw the middle-aged mountain man with a flattering look on his face in the crowd, the angry fire in Arnold's heart kept rolling like volcanic lava. He knew for the first time that people could be so shameless.
He was no stranger to that middle-aged mountain deer. He was even familiar with it. When he was chasing a mountain deer, he found him dying. He carried him on his back for nearly fifty miles along the mountain road and raised him in his home for nearly half a year before he got lucky.
Survived.
Their family treated him well. He was fed the limited meals every day before it was his family's turn to share the food. After the other party disappeared inexplicably, Arnold took the whole family to search for him all over the mountains and plains.
Worried about what happened to him.
Unexpectedly, the person he kindly carried home turned out to be a jackal in human skin. Arnold's anger was not only towards the middle-aged mountain man, but also towards himself. In the final analysis, he was responsible for the destruction of his family.
Later, Arnold learned that this kind of person was the legendary ghost slave, and there were not a few such people in the entire mountain.
Arnold wanted to drag the middle-aged mountain man named Heber to death several times, but the cunning guy seemed to know that he hated him to the extreme. He stayed away from him every time.
He could endure it again and again, even if he was asked to carry the slide pole for the demon leader, he would just accept it silently.
Until someone on the mountain ridge sang his favorite song - Falwater. At that moment, he had a new understanding of this song that he had sung thousands of times. It turned out that the story was not just a simple story.
, when cruel and ruthless evil befalls them, should they humiliate and accept it, or should they rise up and resist at all costs?
At that moment Arnold had his answer in his mind, and then the young man who looked like a mountain leopard appeared and put a heavy arrow in his hand.
Arnold pulled out the heavy arrow without hesitation, and did what he had been brewing in his mind countless times in the past few days, and slit the jackal's throat.
In the eyes of the other party before he died, he not only saw emotions such as fear, despair, and pleading, but also a look that seemed to beg for forgiveness. He had done all the evil things, and yet he even tried to forgive him. If he had forgiven him, he would have
Where would his poor wife, son, and grandson be placed?
Arnold kicked him off the ridge without hesitation, and then with the help of other companions, he grabbed a military bow. He kept firing the bow again and again. When the quiver was empty, he used the bowstring and the bow.
The bow is used as a weapon to completely vent the anger that has been oppressed all the way.
He doesn’t even remember how he was dragged out of the battlefield in the end. As for his son and grandson, who were taken as hostages, they have disappeared. In that chaotic situation, their chances of escaping were less than half. He was completely successful.
A lonely person.
Then Arnold met the young man who looked like a mountain leopard again. He had a very unique name, Sean, which in Ancient Andis means a gift from the mountain god. It was obvious that he had parents who cherished him.
When the young man asked them if they wanted revenge, Arnold joined without hesitation. Now all the treasures in his life have disappeared. His life has completely fallen into darkness. There is only one thought in his mind.
, that is revenge, he wants to carry out the unfinished business of the hero in Faetwo and kill all the slave hunters.
I have to admit that Sean and the young people he leads are the smartest people Arnold has ever seen in his life. Even the wise men in the tribe bow their heads in front of them. Everything changes in their hands immediately.
The taste, even by mountain hunters who have never received formal training, has been mastered in their hands.
Then in the next few days, they witnessed the birth of a miracle. It only took less than two thousand people to capture the seemingly indestructible castle. From the beginning to the end, he just followed those who had changed like him.
The mountain hunter with a new bow obeyed the command at a certain moment and shot the quiver in his hand empty.
Then everything they did in Bastille overturned Arnold's previous understanding of the world. Every time he couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that food can be so delicious, weapons and armor can be made in this way, and an ordinary stone can be burned on fire.
After a while, Zhong Shao turned into a treasure that can repel insects and prevent epidemics.
But his wife and children will never see all this. Every time he thinks of this, he feels pain in his heart, and the world that has just emerged with a little color becomes extremely gloomy again.
When the Youth Army began to recruit hunters to serve as sentinels and fight a sentinel battle with the opponent, Arnold signed up without hesitation. He was not fighting for the young man. Although he was very grateful to the young man and admired him very much.
concept, but it has not yet reached the point where he is loyal to him wholeheartedly. He fights for his dead relatives, and annihilating all slave hunters has become their fatal obsession.
There are quite a few people who hold this idea like Arnold. There is no greater sadness than death. I am talking about this group of people.
No matter what their ideals were for asking for war, Sean treated them equally and armed them to the teeth before setting off with hunting bows, daggers, mountain axes, thickened leather armor inlaid with scales, a week's worth of military rations and dried meat, and even
Kettles and fire starters were also specially prepared. Arnold had been hunting all his life, and this was the most comprehensive preparation he had ever done.
Arnold chose to travel alone. Years of hunting habits developed his withdrawn character. This character became more serious when his family suffered misfortune.
When he was in Bastille, except for the necessary work, he sat in a daze all night long. He didn't dare to close his eyes. Every time he closed his eyes, his relatives would appear in front of him bloody.
Especially his beloved grandson who is only a few months old. He is still a little bit young and immature. Every time he opens his eyes and smiles at him, he feels that his heart is melted and the pain on his body is gone.
The fatigue has disappeared without a trace, and I will never see it again. Every time I think about it, I feel so distressed that I can't breathe.
Only after returning to the mountains did Arnold come back to life. With his skillful hands, he could lay out various elaborate large-scale animal traps with only an hourglass using local materials and a mountain axe.
Arnold did this to more than one person. He saw no less than a hundred similar animal traps along the way. After carefully selecting the route, these traps became more targeted, targeting only one kind of prey - human beings, even ordinary ones.
Even if a wild animal steps on it, it will be difficult to trigger it.
These traps usually focus on killing, and it is completely unknown how much damage they can cause to unknown enemies, and they will not come back to check. The purpose is to cause all kinds of trouble to the enemies.
Unless an outpost battle is held in a small space, it can never be said to be tragic, especially now on the ancient Jacob River channel that is hundreds of miles long. Throwing hundreds of people from both sides into it is like throwing a handful of sand into a big river.
Once dispersed, it will be very difficult for one's own people to meet one's own people, let alone the enemy. This is a matter of great luck.
Anyway, Arnold's luck so far has been good. Although he didn't run into the enemy, he has already discovered a trace left by an enemy slightly carelessly.
The other party was also an old hunter and was very cautious. Not only did he deal with his own traces, but he also buried all the traces of his life. If Arnold hadn't been careful enough, he would have grabbed the little tail that the other party had accidentally exposed and pursued him.
I’m reluctant to give it up, I’m afraid I’ll miss it.
The rest is a competition of comprehensive qualities such as perseverance, endurance, equipment, tracking, and anti-tracking. Once there is a shortcoming in any aspect, it will pose a fatal threat to oneself.
For example, the person who was targeted by Arnold obviously had shortcomings in anti-tracking ability, at least much worse than Arnold.
Whether it is perseverance, endurance, tracking and anti-tracking, the Andis mountain people led by Arnold have an absolute advantage. Even the sharpshooters carefully selected by Old Bolton have undergone rigorous training in this aspect.
In these aspects, there is no way to surpass the Andis mountain people who have been immersed in it since childhood. After all, for them, this is a survival skill. If they do not master this skill, they will starve to death.
Sometimes in order to track and kill a large beast, it is normal to lurk hungry for several days and nights. In this case, even the most impatient and perseverant people will be tempered.
Those who can hone themselves will have already given extra meals to those large beasts.
If the marksman is a skill in this aspect, then the Andis mountain people are a kind of instinct. Which one is higher and which one is lower is self-evident.
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